Journal 045
Thank Merlin for drying charms. My robes this week have been saturated and I'm sure I would've been lost without them.
Summer's supposed to be on it's way and I'm failing miserably trying to remember what it felt like to be warm. The Common Room is my only salvation, I think.
Summer's supposed to be on it's way and I'm failing miserably trying to remember what it felt like to be warm. The Common Room is my only salvation, I think.